Adam slowly raised his head from the darkness without any expression. He stepped on the head of the dead middle-aged man, grabbed the handle of the military spear with his right hand and pulled it out gently. With a "puff" sound, the military spear with three blood groove structures immediately pulled it out without any obstacle.

The general stabbed into his ankle again, and Adam then picked up his toes, and the opponent's rifle appeared flexibly in his hands.

The next moment, more clones emerged from the darkness, retracted their weapons one by one, and at the same time picked up the enemy's guns. Following Adam's gesture, he sneaked into the boundless darkness around him again.

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang!"

The clone team was like a group of hunters hiding in the dark, appearing like ghosts in front, back and left and right of the crowd. With a light pull of the trigger, a person was taken away with blood on his back or on the back of his head!

The clones who obtained the guns were undoubtedly more terrifying than those who used cold weapons. As the gunshots rang one after another, the fleeing people completely became the touchstones for the trial of the cloning army. They wailed loudly, cursed, rolled, and fell to the ground one by one! The smell of blood spread in the night sky of the factory...

Even the moonlight could not bear to look at the miserable situation on the ground, and a thin cloud slowly floated, covering the moon's sight.

It seems that the wind is blowing in the night in the uninhabited suburbs of Mumbai...

In less than three minutes, thirty or forty people fell to the ground with more than one hundred bandits and could no longer get up.

He rudely kicked the body under his feet and looked at the other person's appearance under the moonlight. Adam shook his head. This person was still not Amubu, whom Zhang Heng asked to capture alive.

Without being discouraged, Adam continued to massacre the Indian robbers who had no resistance, but suddenly, he seemed to notice something and suddenly looked up. He saw that about two hundred meters away, five people were still standing in place, one of them was looking here!

The two sights meet instantly!

"hiss……!"

Almost as the two looked at each other, Amubu's heart trembled, and the telescope in his hand slid down. He took a breath of air conditioning, turned around and ran away without saying a word!

At this time, the four personal guards were looking at their fierce eyes, looking at their retreating companions in front of them, and were about to fire a gun to force them back to the front line, but as soon as they turned their heads, they found that their boss had also escaped!

Where did this play? His boss actually left while he was unprepared?

For a moment, the four of them looked at each other and were stunned.

The next second, the four of them looked at each other and understood it immediately. Then, without saying a word, they turned around and ran away, following their boss's butt, looking like they were swearing to guard the death.

The gunshots behind him continued, and the most desperate thing was that no matter how everyone ran away, they could not escape the other party's footsteps. Every time the gunshots sounded, it represented the disappearance of a life!

"What the hell is going on? How many people on the other side have? Why did they all run away before the fight starts?" Amub seemed a little confused, but no matter what, the constant sense of crisis was unmatched.

Most of the people who can take the position of the gang leader have extraordinary features, while his extraordinary features are beyond ordinary people's premonitions. When he saw those pairs of eyes that were not like humans, he vaguely had a premonition that he would have to stay there and would be a dead end! Therefore, he ran away without even thinking about it, and didn't even care about his subordinates.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a large piece of mud broke out under Amubu's feet. Amubu was so scared that he jumped half a foot high. At this time, he didn't know where he was being targeted!

"Damn it!" Amubu spitted, not caring about running away like a dirt-like face. At the same time, he was secretly glad that his special car was not far away. He ran to the car at the fastest speed in his life and got into the car like lightning!

After getting into the car, Amubu was gasping for breath. Before he could calm his mind, he suddenly realized that something was wrong... His car key was still on the guard!

He quickly looked out the window, but was frightened to find that from when, all the four personal guards behind him disappeared, and even the large fleeing troops were reduced by half!

"No, you can't hide in the car!" Suddenly, Amubu's soul flew out of the sky, and he crawled out of the car from the other side of the car door with his butt, and he got into the bottom of the car, holding the AK47 in his hand tightly, trying to avoid the other party's pursuit by this method.

"Shiva bless you, don't find me, don't find me..."

At this moment, Amub felt extremely regretful. He really shouldn't have followed Jacob's advice. If it weren't for him, how could he have set his sights on this factory? How could he come to attack here with a hot mind? Now, almost all his subordinates who have worked hard for many years have to explain here. Not only that, he was in crisis. At this time, except for praying that the other party would not find him, he was almost at the end of his life!

Gradually, the battle from the outside world came to an end, and the gunshots began to sparse. Amub tried hard to distinguish all the sounds around him, but he couldn't even hear a footstep. Only endless darkness surrounded him, as if he was helpless as an abandoned baby.

Amubu didn't know how long it took, but he didn't even dare to look out from the bottom of the car. It seemed that just one glance would make the other party follow his gaze to find himself. In this deadly silence, only his heartbeat was particularly clear, and every second was endless torture...

"The other party may have left..."

I don't know how long it took, Amub finally couldn't bear the torment. He gritted his teeth and quietly rolled out of the bottom of the car. However, before he could stand up, a pair of big feet in boots appeared in front of him.

Amubu suddenly felt a sank in his heart. He looked up tremblingly and saw only seven or eight men in camouflage uniforms standing in front of him. The owner of the pair of leather boots in front of him was the person who looked at him on the telescope before...

"I, I'm just passing by..." Amubu spoke bitterly, but before he could finish speaking, the other party's fist quickly magnified in front of him. He only felt the darkness in front of him and completely lost consciousness...

...

Amub slowly opened his eyes, and at this moment, he found himself lying on a bed.

After rubbing his slightly heavy head, Amubu sat up. At this time, he realized that a circle of gauze was wrapped around his head at some point, and a heart-wrenching stinging pain came from the back of his head.

"You're awake." The door of the ward opened silently, and a young man with an Asian face slowly walked in and looked at him condescendingly.

"Who are you, where am I?" Amubu asked in English with some trembling, his face full of fear, but the fox-like gaze observing the surroundings, looking for all opportunities to escape.

"I am the owner of this factory, and at the same time, you are my most loyal servant." Absurd words came from the other party's mouth. Amub wanted to laugh at him, but he strangely discovered that he had no slight resistance to the other party's words. It seemed that what the other party said... was a natural fact?

"I am your... servant?" A confusion flashed in Amubu's eyes. He knew that he should refute, but his lips moved, and the rebellious thought disappeared strangely. He even felt that the other party's words became more and more friendly.

The words of the Asian man seemed to have extraordinary magic. Amub's face kept showing two completely different expressions of peace and hideousness, and it seemed that two consciousnesses were constantly confronting fiercely.

"How is it possible? I am definitely not anyone's servant. I am Amub, and I will never surrender to anyone!" Amub murmured in a low voice, but the next second, this anger disappeared strangely, and there seemed to be a voice saying, "Amuub, what are you hesitating about? Return to the master's arms. Only by following the master can you get the best future and you can go further!"

These two voices almost drove Amub crazy. He screamed loudly and rolled in with his head in his arms, as if he was in a computer-like downtime.

Of course, this Asian man is Zhang Heng. At this time, Zhang Heng couldn't help frowning. Sure enough, biochips are not omnipotent, and the most difficult thing to grasp is always the human heart. It is too difficult to control a person's thoughts. Amubu, who is trapped in this state, the final result is that the chip finds that it cannot stop the other party's will, so he has to burn it automatically. At the same time, Amubu will also damage his brain due to the high temperature generated by the chip burning. At the very least, he becomes an idiot, and at the worst, he dies directly.

"I am willing to be your servant!" Just when Zhang Heng thought he was about to fail, suddenly, Amubu seemed to have made up his mind and shouted loudly, "But you must give me enough price. Although you don't know what you did to me, you must come up with an equivalent price in any case, otherwise I, Amubu, will never obey!"

The Asian man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed in silence, "Of course there are benefits. Your dream is to be elected as a member of Congress. I have countless money to help you realize your wish."

Amub's eyes suddenly lit up. He gritted his teeth, as if he was making up his extraordinary determination, but in the end he felt ruthless and shouted, "Document!"
Chapter completed!